So this is an idea thats been playing in my head for awhile, I'm not sure if I should continue on with it. What do you guys think? If you want me to continue I gladly will :)

I want this to be out before the Clare and Eli episodes on Wednesday and Thursday so I'll post quickly. No telling what's going to happen to our favorite couple. So that means I'll post the others chapters pretty quickly. It won't be too long. Probably just 3 chapters. I have a lot of work to focus on so I didn't want to make this into a one-shot because I'd be working on it all day. So Enjoy and if you want me to continue and you think it's a good idea just say so! I'm looking for a certain amount of reviews...lol

Rock Band, Anyone?

YOU THINK YOU'RE GOOD ON THE MIC? A MASTER OF THE DRUMS? YODA OF THE GUITAR? Then prove it! Come jam at the Degrassi Rock Band challenge this Saturday! It'll be held in the gym at 1pm sharp. Cost is $10. The winner will receive $100 and a copy of Dead Hand's new CD! You don't want to miss out, so go ahead and sign your name. Don't have a pen? Ask the dude next to you! Don't be selfish dude with the pen, you can sign too!

He read the poster a second time, making sure what he had examined was reality. The poster had done something Clare Edwards could only imagine doing, rendering Eli Goldsworthy speechless. He stood there, mouth agape, looking like a completely beautiful idiot. His brilliant green eyes scanned the poster a third time.

Was it really that interesting? Must have been, because that lopsided smirk emerged on his face, more radiant than it has ever been. Clare waved her hand in front of his face attempting to regain his attention.

"Clare." He turned and looked at her, his grin complimented by the excitement in his eyes. "Do you have any idea how awesome this is?" He emphasized the word awesome. How could he not? Rock Band is one of the best games out there money could buy. It also happens that Eli is a master at every instrument associated with the game. To him this was an instant win.

"It's just Rock Band Eli," she dismissed his enthusiasm. "We're going to be late for class, can we go?" English started in 2 minutes and they both had an important exam that couldn't afford to be missed. Eli rolled his eyes and glanced back at the poster.

"No Cuh-lare," spreading her name into two syllables. "It's not just Rock Band, it's Dead Hand's new album…the one that's not scheduled for release until next Friday!" Excitement returned to his eyes. He removed his bag from his shoulder. "…and I need it." He began searching for a pen. Clare began skimming over the list of names. The poster had just been put up today and already there were 68 spaces filled. Only 32 spots remained.

"All of these people signed up for a chance to win The Dead Hand's album?" Eli began to get agitated. He dropped the bag to the floor.

"Clare let me borrow a pen." It wasn't a question, more like an order. He looked at her expectantly, his green eyes filled with anticipation. Clare placed her hands on her hips and rolled her eyes. Does he really think he can get her to do anything he wants? He thinks those beautiful eyes, his irresistible smirk, that gorgeous hair, and his mellifluous voice and can persuade her to succumb to his every will. Well heck they sure were a handy set of tools to use. She sighed, getting lost in his compelling nature.

"No please?" She asked sarcastically. He smirked and placed his hands together as if her were praying.

"Pretty please?" He stepped closer to her and gazed down in to her eyes. Pouting his lips completed the pleading gesture. Clare smiled and rolled her eyes. She grabbed a pen from her bag and held it towards him. Taking it, he planted a sweet kiss on her cheek. "Thanks Blue Eyes," he said chuckling. A hint of pink began to flush up Clare's cheeks. Eli stepped back in front of the poster and began to sign his name.

"To answer your question," he started, "Yes. In case you haven't noticed Dead Hand is the greatest band of the century. This album is going to be epic…people would kill for it." There was a noticeable somberness towards that last part. He closed the pen and stuffed it in his bag. He needed it for class later. "Plus," turning to Clare, "I get to show off my awesome guitar skills." Eli formed an air guitar and began playing. Clare laughed and shook her head…he looked so cute. He smiled and lifted his bag off of the floor. They made their way down the hallway.

"So what makes you think you can beat all of those people? I'm pretty sure they're all just as good at Rock Band that you say you are." That earned her another eye roll.

"Clare, please. There is no one who is even close to how amazing I am on lead guitar. It's unheard of…actually." His sense of pride was particularly strong about this.

Clare continued to question him. "There's more than just the guitar you know. What if you have to play the drums…or sing?" Eli puckered his lips in thought.

"Then I guess I would have to present the drum skills and breathtaking pipes," he said unwavering.

"Oh please, like you can sing!" she teased. He put on his best hurt look and placed his hand over his heart. Clare smiled, which induced a similar smirk on his face. They stopped in front of Ms. Dawes' door.

"I guess I'll just have to show you then. You'd be surprised at what I'm capable of Clare Edwards." Clare couldn't help but notice a hint of intent in his voice…

"Sorry but I won't be there Saturday. I have much better things to do." Such a lie! She had nothing better to do but homework and watch the all day marathon of NCIS! Why don't you just say "I'm coming Eli." You know you want to! Stop making it so difficult!

Eli snorted, "Like what? Sitting in your room all night? Come on Clare have some fun for once." He starred down at her expectantly again. She shook her head. Ugh…ok fine be difficult!

"No." He sighed in frustration and crossed his arms across his chest. Pursing his lips, he thought of a way to get her to come. He really wanted her there, and he could tell that she wanted to go. Why did she have to be so stubborn? He searched deep in thought for something that would get under her skin. What could I say to get her to come? He grinned.

"Ok Clare, don't come." he began. "I totally understand how it would be uncomfortable for you to be there. You wouldn't be able to sustain yourself." She looked at him confused.

"What are you talking about?"

"I know it must be hard for you to compose yourself around me now, so I wouldn't ask you to stare at me for almost 5 hours straight. It would be nearly impossible." Eli noticed the pink rising on her cheeks again. This made him smile.

Clare scolded and slapped him on the arm. He grabbed it but continued to laugh. "Don't flatter yourself." Eli's laugh subsided to a soft smirk. His face reflected honest concern.

"Come on Clare…please? For me?" He did the prayer thing again.

Clare sighed. "Maybe. But don't count on it." Smiling, probably feeling accomplished, he nodded. To him she had said, "Ok I'll go…but only for you Eli."

"You know you should sign up. I could teach you a thing or two."

"No thanks. I've played with Alli and Sav before. I actually got pretty good too, but I haven't played in awhile." Elli raised his hands in front of him, as in gesturing for her to stop.

"You don't have to make excuses Clare. You're not the first to be intimidated by my awesome skills."

She rolled her eyes. "Oh please, what makes you think you're so much better than everyone?"

Eli smirked, looked towards the ceiling pass her, and stuck out his chest proudly. "Because, I Clare, am the yoda of the guitar, the master of the drums, and remarkable on the mic." She snickered at his confidence. He had never been so sure of himself before. "And," he continued, looking back down at her, "I signed up as number 69. In case you didn't know…that can be a very magical number." A taunting smile played across his face.

"You're so disgusting." she said shaking her head. He laughed.

"But you like it." The bell rang and she shoved him into the classroom. God did he have to be so right all of the time.

So yeah that's it! Just review if you want me to continue. I'd really appreciate feedback! All criticisms are welcome :) Have a great day!

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